5pm.
At Jax's luxurious apartment.
The house was something I would call a mansion. My mouth could not say it all. I yawned out of fatigue, jumping onto the mattress he offered to me lay on.
"Doggy or monkey style..." Jax rapped a song, walking across the corridor. "All I want is a juicy tile. Take my life a mile..."
"Only you own this big place, Jax?" I asked, unzipping my dress as he stopped rapping.
"What do you think?" Jax answered, spreading his hands on my shoulders, looking more handsome and hotter. "Is it worth it?"
"What are you telling me?" I yelled, laughing loudly with amusement. "This is what people call heaven!"
"Thank you." Jax fumed with pride, rolling his tongue out. "It's just a small house. Actually, a quarter of my investment of last year went for this build
